I can continue stacking up blocks of my divided time, but I must find balance. Working is necessary and it’s fulfilling, but it isn’t everything.
Contemplating hope for a better future - and planning this summer’s garden.
A new study supports what my daughter already knows: Marriage is good for families.
Is this going to be cool, or not? I wonder, attempting to transplant my 33-year-old brain into the psyche of a 5-year-old girl. Martinique Davis ponders the shifting sands of coolness, for young gi...
“Mom, I really feel like I want to sleep in your bed.” To the parents who lost children at Sandy Hook, and to other violence worldwide, with love, from us.
Raising Elle, raising fairy tales.
Despite all of my father’s seemingly careful forethought in compiling the elements for this Thanksgiving’s dinner, things were still noticeably amiss.
Does the presence of parents make sibling rivalry turn vicious?
The final price tag for saving our daughter’s life, around $120,000, is well more than we make in a year. Martinique Davis on why universal health care is a basic human right.
Turn your back for a second, and toddlers will inevitably find something that could kill them.
“We want cupcakes!” my children chirp as they bound into the kitchen, breathless with anticipation. Welcome to instant-gratification nation.
My 16-year-old cousin was in the theatre in Aurora the night our country’s most recent nightmare came to life, and witnessed firsthand the senseless hate and violence unleashed on the innocent and ...
“Mom, it must be a celebration!” Elle said, wide-eyed, pulling my arm like an excited puppy.
When a newly potty-trained 2-year-old tells you she has to go, and she’s strapped into a car seat, flying at 65-miles-per hour down a deserted desert highway, it’s something of an emergency.
There are certain things a child will do no matter what, when, where, why or how hard you try to get them to do otherwise.
No more creeping out of bed at night thanks to the Great Wolf.
“Bedtime,” when you’ve got small children, can feel like the final miles of the marathon you clearly didn’t train enough for.
There is a small window of time, right after a mother gives birth to a newborn, when she just might know the secrets of the universe.
While we’re occasionally hurt by the intensity of life here, we’re also lifted up by it.